The past seems to infuse into the present, and in the brown, wringled faces of the old people one sees the presence of the past..

I had been afraid of the awful presence of the river, which was the soul of the river, but through her [Ultima] I learned that my spirit shared in th….

I've always used the technique of the cuento. I am an oral storyteller, but now I do it on the printed page. I think if we were very wise we would us….

Ultima came to stay with us the summer I was almost seven. When she came the beauty of the llano unfolded before my eyes, and the gurgling waters of ….

The germ of creation lies in violence..

Perhaps the best god would be like a woman, because only women really knew how to forgive.

The body is not important. It is made of dust; it is made of ashes. It is food for the worms. The winds and the waters dissolve it and scatter it to ….

A library is also a place where love begins..

I sincerely believe that there is a time in life for drifting. There is a time for sitting back and getting in touch with yourself. Some of our most ….

It is because good is always stronger than evil. Always remember that, Antonio. The smallest bit of good can stand against all the powers of evil in ….

There are many gods . . . gods of beauty and magic, gods of the garden, gods in our own backyards, but we go off to foreign countries to find new one….

Around me the moonlight glittered on the pebbles of the llano, and in the night sky a million stars sparkled. Across the river I could see the twinkl….

The sun was good. The men of the llano were men of the sun. The men of the farms along the river were men of the moon. But we were all children of th….

I made strength from everything that had happened to me, so that in the end even the final tragedy could not defeat me. And that is what Ultima tried….

Any land will flow with milk and honey if it is worked with honest hands!.

Understanding comes with life. As a man grows he sees life and death, he is happy and sad, he works, plays, meets people - sometimes it takes a lifet….

Sometimes a man has to cry. Even if he is a man..

It seemed the more I knew about people the more I knew about the strange magic hidden in their hearts..